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And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"(The Second Coming, W. B. Yeats)Sometimes you need an hour, sometimes a day, a week, or even a whole year to know somebody. Some may say it’s true, some may not. But to really know somebody inside out for us it took almost three years.
In the past somewhat 32 months, the way I think about people has changed almost completely, as people around me change, turning from right to left or back to front, from up to down, under to above, bottom line; completely different.
Who I thought was going to give stole from me, who I thought was going to steal gave, who I thought was my best friend turns out to be the world’s lousiest bitch, and who I thought was the laziest person alive became a best friend, who I thought was the only person I could talk to lied, what I thought was right turned wrong, what I thought would help me ate me alive.
It is funny how three years and a whole bunch of paperworks can contribute so much to the outcomes of your lifeline. It gives you so much, it tells, it uncovers, it reveals, it teaches, and you learn a lot.
It is unbelievable but true; what we are experiencing may not be the beginning or the end, as our journey in this level is, but it sure gives you a different perspective of the way things work, gives you the grit and the will to survive, the selectiveness needed before compromising further and risking what might just be the biggest moment of our lives.
